Katherine Wrentham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Heya, pal! D’oh! So, this chick – whoooore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m talkin bout this broad I saw down at Moe’s, right? Legs up to here, skirt so short I’m like – “Mmm… donuts.” – ‘cept it ain’t donuts, it’s trouble! She’s workin the room, all sultry, like she owns it. Reminds me of that flick I love, “The Diving Bell and Butterfly,” ya know? That dude trapped in his head, blinkin to talk – “I’m alive, damn it!” – that’s her, but she’s screamin it with her hips, not her eyes.

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“She was labeled by police as a crack whore. She was disregarded as 'just a prostitute. She's underage.' No one was looking for her. Nobody.

I gotta mention that one quirky alley off Harrison Blvd. Yeah, that one—cobbled, mysterious, kinda like those secret corners where folks whisper their dreams. I once bumped into a client there (totally coincidental, of course!) and we ended up chattin’ about all things taboo and lovely. Heck, it made my whole day brighter.

Norton, Wrentham submit intentions to state to comply with MBTA law